Pac-man X Pinky Novels & Stories

She just looked around with her mouth half-open. "Nina, you better tell me, what is this?" she pinched Nina's waist. "I'm sorry, Mr. Miller forbade me to tell you anything, here drink this, breakfast!" said Nina, taking a glass of mixed juice and giving it to Becky. "So you're on James' side now?" muttered Becky, putting on an annoyed face. Nina sneered, "Sorry..." "Excuse me, Miss Beckett, my name is Joe, and I'm going to do your makeup, may I?" said a beautiful man while pointing a face mist on her face. Becky gulped and nodded nervously, "Yes, please..." She knew she had no choice.

The reply didn't take long. Nothing from Clifford's Clinic is trusted. Wow. Clifford's Clinic was nothing but an open secret. Good. Then let them keep thinking it's fake, I typed back. A reply didn't come with words this time, just a nonchalant emoji, so typical of her. As the bus drove toward the Metro Ice Center, my phone went back into my pocket, my body relaxed, and I leaned back, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the ride. After all, today was only for Marcus, watching every move, every turn, every grip. To catch prey, one has to be patient, watchful, and ready to strike at the right moment. Unlike Marcus Webb, I had Derek, Hendricks, and Violet, and she would be the key that unlocks him, wit

Not surrounded by homophobic-ass teammates who'd lose their shit if they figured out they were in a gay kink club. Knowing Noah had seemed almost drugged, I couldn't leave him so I kept going and opening doos, finding shit I really didn't want to see right ow. my hands were shaking by the time I hit the last door at the end of the hallway which was very inconspicous it almost blended with the red walls. and when I opened it, I saw fucking red. Noah was spread out on a filthy mattress with his shirt removed, head lolling back like he was between consciouness and darkness. And Ethan Park was on his knees between his legs, sucking my Noah's dick like he owned him.

TORREN POV The ghost mask feels like a second skin, the internal voice modulator humming as I scale the fence of the Michigan estate. I’m not using chloroform tonight; it’s too slow, too cinematic. I have a tactical sedative patch in my bag- one touch to the neck and he’s out in three seconds.

He’s so close to my soaked panties, to stroking my clit through the wet material. Then, his phone buzzes on the vanity.

As he came up to us, I got a closer look at him. He had tanned skin that radiated under the sun and he moved so gracefully like royalty. His eyes were deep amber and he had a perfect body. I sighed, what was worse than having three hot men as mates? He stopped right in front of me and took my hand. I felt sparks inside of me as I made contact with him. My stomach suddenly developed butterflies as I felt a tinge of sensation as his hands held mine. "Hey baby, I am Damon, Alpha of Midnight Pack", he said while searching my face. Shit…another alpha. "Mia", I muttered. He nodded his head and looked towards my other mate, "I guess we are all sharing one mate". They laughed.

His goons and girlfriends had long since disappeared from the oncoming threat. "You're not afraid of me?" Frank asked, curious. "What's the point? Would that help me kill you?" Pax smiled. "I must admit that I misjudged you—I thought that you were no different from those martial arts fanboys, but you're actually a real champion. It's no shame that I'd lose to you." As he finished, he reached into his pocket, glancing at Frank as if asking for permissions in case Frank would attack preemptively. Frank eventually nodded, and Pax whipped out a palm-sized metal tablet that he placed on the table.

“Promise.” Poppy studied him for a long moment, as if checking the structural integrity of that promise through the screen. Then, because she was still four and dramatic, she held her pinky up to the camera. “Pinky.” Adrian smiled and lifted his own pinky toward the screen. “Pinky.” Poppy looked satisfied. Fifteen seconds later, she yawned hugely. I lowered my head and touched the bangs at her forehead. Warm. Slightly damp at the ends.

'Hush it,' Ren told Lightning before blocking her out completely, but her beast had ways of breaking the block. "I'm Cameron Pureblood," the brown-eyed lycan stretched his hand for Ren to shake, but she only cast her eyes down on it and snarled. "Please take my hand because it's taking everything I have for my beast to not grab you and mark you right here, mate," Cameron clicked his tongue as he spoke. "I'm Pinky," she stretched out her palm.

Pink said. "Oh! Good to have you hear Natalie" Jasmine said. "Pink... just call me Pink" She said. Jasmine simply be nodded. "Why don't you go upstairs,, you must be tired" Liam said. "Sure, but only if you piggy back me... You know, like you always does" Pink said. "But..." "I'm sure Jasmine wouldn't mind... Right Jasmine?" She asked. "Uh... uh.. sure, I don't mind. Go keep her company baby!" Jasmine said.